WARM HANDSHAKES

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The Cool Kids - Rap

WARM HANDSHAKES

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[Chorus] Put the V12 in a Boston crab It should've really came with a caution tag Pop a B12 and get off your ass Chuck said he coming crazy and I said "Me Too" 'Cause when he got a deal I was like "Me Too" He said he riding wheels and I said "Me Too" Spent the summer in Brazil, I was like "Me Too" If there's money in the air then we might breeze through [Verse 1: Chuck Inglish] Never that, it's off the rack, I don't take shit back All sales finalized, middle-man little guys I show you how to raise 'em up, taper and a fade Have you working on your layup, Jesus Shuttlesworth in shape Front page of the paper, you know I'm like a savior Be a cold day in the Caymans before I ever let you play me Ayy, and this game ain't free You can't even eat with me if you don't cut your teeth And I seen everything you could see on the screen But if you ain't really listening, my nigga you was missing It's lightweight, I'm bright, make a eye dilate Now we at the light waiting like Caine for them Daytons Everything we do is better, braided like a Coogi sweater Don't let 'em peep the setup when the punch line is heavy Jab then I stepped up blocked off the corner Hit with a counter then I hit you with another ten count You was down, now you up, what's the over? Check the scorecard, I'ma have the better numbers (You was down, now you up, what's the over? Check the scorecard, better have some better number) [Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks] Don't give a fuck about your watch with the glitter My Plain Jane's better, the lobster with butter I post on Twitter Gotta watch out for Bruno with that wand, he a wizard I'm with Paula Abdul at the used car dealer She just copped me a Jeep, you just a two-star nigga I'm a popular G, don't let the front door hit you Where the sun don't shine no more, I can't get high no more You was lame your whole life and now you gotta cope Two thousand dollar soap couldn't make you shine My main complaint is that it take too much time Pick a side, pick a side, let 'em know where you reside Why you all scrunched up with five niggas in the ride Teamwork make the dream work, some dinner and a clean shirt Is all a nigga need, fuck I drove everything I drove every speed, smoked every weed She give me mouth hugs with her throat from her knees In the AirBnb off the coast of Belize It's double up season, I'm supposed to receive [Chorus] Put the V12 in a Boston crab It should've really came with a caution tag Pop a B12 and get off your ass Chuck said he's coming crazy and I said "Me Too" 'Cause when he got a deal I was like "Me Too" He said he riding wheels and I said "Me Too" Spent the summer in Brazil, I was like "Me Too" If there's money in the air then we might breeze through

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Credits

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  • Sir Michael Rocks
  • Chuck Inglish